And now - it's autumn!

Something for which we are thankful.  It wasn't a great summer, although we have had worse.  If the world was normal and things were different we would be on our way south now, arriving in Canberra tomorrow......but it isn't, so we aren't.

As well as missing out on catching up with family and friends and missing out on a music festival, I am missing out on my annual re-stocking of my supply of home-made jams and pickles.  Kevin doesn't eat jam, pickles or relishes, so when we travel I take the opportunity to buy some.  Many towns have a craft shop selling produce made or grown by members, and I have had some very interesting (and yummy!) purchases from small towns.  My weekend breakfast is a slice of toasted fruit bread spread with jam and topped with ricotta; one of my current jams is a dark whisky marmalade bought at a farmer's market in Canberra last year - not the cheapest ever bought, but oh sooo good.

Another block is prepared for stitching - Ontario.

Reminds me of the song "Sittin' on the dock of the bay.....watchin' the sun go away......"  The next block is traced but not yet ironed onto fabric.  The goal is to prepare one block a week.....and then there will be all that stitching down.  Tedious won't be the word for that, will it?

Quilting has started for "Hanging on".  It will never win a prize, but then finished is better than perfect!

Are you all bored out of your brains?  I'm not yet, but I think I'm heading that way.  One outing a week to the supermarket, one to the fruit and veg store, and one if needed to the pharmacy for our drugs.  That is it.  That is the only contact we have with the outside world.  We are in the age bracket which is being told to stay home at all costs, but I just can't do that.  If I did I would be a mental wreck by the time this all ends.  Knowing that there are actually other people still in the world does wonders for one's spirits, and a conversation with a shop assistant can really make our day.

At least being in a country town is better than being in the Big Smoke, there aren't as many people around to avoid!

Daylight saving ended in the wee small hours this morning, and so did lovely dark mornings - for a while, at least.  I am not and never have been a morning person, I am not one of those folk who bounce out of bed to greet the day at the first crack of light......I'm more likely to shove a rag in the crack and go back to sleep.

"Shaking hands.

Among friends the shaking of the hand is the most genuine and cordial expression of good-will.  It is not necessary, though in certain cases it is not forbidden upon introduction; but when acquaintanceship has reached any degree of intimacy, it is perfectly proper."

Oh no - no shaking of the hand at present.  Distance and isolation is the order of the day.

Enjoy your days!